My dear batchmate came out with this theory:
Come on la girls, dont worry man. What's there to be scared of?
This is like making love, the first few times u feel damn fking guilty and scare. But as it goes, it became a norm and you no longer feel scared. You just have to jump down afew more times and everything will be okie.
I think it make sense, but the way it was related is so damn crude.